I've told my story on here before but I'll tell it again.....
When I first met Rob I had been seeing Sami for over 2 years, it wasn't really a relationship, he wasn't the settling down type and over 30 years on he remains a happy batchelor. But the sex with Sami was mind-blowing, there was no love making it was just very good sex.
Rob was the polar opposite, a kind and caring man, we didn't have just sex we made sensual love. And I assured him that I'd ditch Sami but I'd have to slowly let him down, but every time I was determined to dump him he'd get around me and we'd have glorious sex.
Eventually after around four months I plucked up the courage and resolve and dumped Sami for good.....or so I thought.
Rob and I moved in together and eventually married, but twice before we married Sami managed to accidentally bump into me and begged me to see him again but I remained strong.
Then we were invited to the wedding of one of my very best friends, and I warned hubby that my ex might be there.
Sami being what he is managed to swap tables to ours at the reception and glorified in introducing himself to hubby. He asked Rob if he could have a dance with me and proceeded to whisper rude stuff into my ear as we danced very close to each other.
A few drinks were consumed and every time I left the table he'd boast to Rob about our dates always ending up in sex.
That night after the wedding in our hotel room I half expected Rob to be off with me but the opposite was true, he wanted to know what was so special about my sex life with the ex so I was truthful with him, our first real enjoyable sex followed, and I felt very lucky indeed.
This is before mobile phones so even though Sami was desperate to see me again he never managed to bump into me, then one day as I left work there was Sami leaning up against his very smart sports car, he offered me a lift home, I think if I'd said no I wouldn't be on Fab today.
Halfway home Sami pulled up at the side of the road, he leant over to kiss me, I didn't refuse his kiss. His hand slid under my skirt and I went back in time.
That night I just couldn't keep it from Rob and told him how Sami had come into me, how he kissed me, but never told of the groping.
Rob dragged me off to bed without supper, I ended up riding him and masturbating like crazy as I did so.
It was the first time Rob ever saw me masturbating, and teased me about Sami as I rode him.
He then made the mistake of asking me if I'd like to start seeing Sami again, and I just said yes if he didn't mind.
Then EVERY time we made love after that the subject got around to Sami and I'd tell him about the sordid things we once did.
So I started to see Sami again, the sex was crazier than it ever was before, Sami was so turned on by the fact that I was married, then finally came the day where after a date he took me back to our home and took me into our spare bedroom and fucked me like a mad man with hubby Rob in the next room. |
